From the very first spray, Ambre Café announces itself as something different. Bitter coffee—real beans, dark and slightly harsh in the best possible way—wrapped in a floral haze.
On my skin, Ambre Café turns earthy and green, in a way that’s hard to describe except: it smells like freshly pressed crude olive oil. Not greasy, not foodie—just that beautiful, bitter-green richness that good olive oil has. It’s unexpected and very, very nice.
As it settles, the florals grow more prominent. I can ...